C166 Black Belt Expert Boy Stay away from My Goddess!

"Instructor Yang, I'm sorry. It wasn't intentional, I apologize!" Lin Dong quickly realized what he had done after embracing Yang Zitan, and he immediately stepped back, pressing on her shoulders as he did so, while offering his apologies. He was still somewhat shaken by the incident. He had already managed to offend Yang Zitan before, and now, holding her like this, he feared she might resent him even more.

It wasn't that Lin Dong was scared of Yang Zitan; it simply felt inappropriate to be so close to her. As Lin Dong apologized, Yang Zitan's cheeks flushed slightly. She had only intended to stand still and speak with Lin Dong, not expecting him to be distracted and bump into her. During their embrace, she could distinctly smell the masculine scent of Lin Dong. She had been so taken aback that she hadn't thought to push him away immediately; instead, it was Lin Dong who had the quicker reflexes to step back.

Yang Zitan, not wanting to appear weak in front of Lin Dong, cleared her throat and said, "Grab some clothes from your bag and go change. I'll wait for you at the arena later!" Lin Dong, unaware of her thoughts, obediently retrieved a martial arts uniform from his bag. Then it dawned on him that the uniform, provided by Yang Zitan, might not fit him due to their different sizes.

"Instructor Yang, will this uniform fit me?" he asked. "Of course, it will! I prepared it especially for you. It's new. The changing room is over there on the left," Yang Zitan replied, her voice slightly raspy. "Oh," Lin Dong acknowledged with a nod, taking the clothes and heading to the changing room on the left.

Halfway there, Lin Dong felt a pang of discomfort, realizing that Yang Zitan had been planning to set him straight all along. It made sense now why she had asked him to meet after lunch—she must have taken that time to buy the clothes. Lin Dong silently praised her for her investment in the matter. Though he considered turning back, he ultimately resisted the urge and continued to the changing room to change his clothes.

Watching Lin Dong vanish into the changing room, Yang Zitan covered her cheeks with her hand, barely managing to contain her composure from the earlier encounter.

Due to her upbringing, she seldom had such close interactions with boys.

In her regular training sessions, she always chose female partners, and even when practicing with men, she remained cautious.

This time, she invited Lin Dong primarily to intimidate him, as her usual sparring partner was unavailable.

Unexpectedly, Lin Dong caused quite a stir upon his arrival by embracing her.

Yang Zitan was no naive girl, yet the scent of Lin Dong inexplicably stirred her emotions.

"What's gotten into me? Lin Dong is my student, after all!"

Yang Zitan took a deep breath, muttered a reminder to herself, and then headed to the women's locker room.

Lin Dong was getting dressed.

Martial arts attire came in one size fits all; those who were larger would need custom outfits, but Lin Dong fit the standard size perfectly.

He stored his clothes in a designated locker, similar to the compartmentalized cabinets found in supermarkets. After pressing the deposit button and scanning a QR code, the locker securely closed, only to be reopened with the same code—quite a convenient system.

Lin Dong placed his phone and other items inside.

He bounced on his toes, feeling spry and in high spirits.

"Hey, kid, you're the one sparring with my goddess, Yang Zitan?"

A deep voice boomed.

Lin Dong turned to see a towering, muscular man.

His face was covered in stubble, his eyes were sharp and fierce, and his martial arts uniform stretched taut over his frame.

Lin Dong raised an eyebrow and asked, "And who might you be?"

The man thumbed his chest proudly and declared, "The name's Zhang Meng, a sixth-degree black belt in taekwondo! Listen, kid, if you don't want trouble, steer clear of my goddess!"